I went with him just to check it out. I was not quiet sure what he was talking about, because when ht talked about it, it was like it was a living being. The way that it moved, the way that it danced, he told me it made love to him. Fire, was his love, his one and only true love beside the sweet release of his cock as he shoved his hand inside of a young cunt turning her into his own little puppet. There was a devious grin that grew across his face as he mentioned that. He wanted to tell me his story, to show me how it all worked. He wanted me to make him and his wife infamous. I could only assume that he was talking about the red, orange and yell flame since he had not drawn his eyes off of the gun metal black zippo since he pulled it out of his pocket. I must say, I was very intrigued. I was a fan of all thing taboo phone sex so any new way to go about playtime with little girlies was good to me.
We showed up at a house and sat out in his truck. He was one of those volunteer firefighters. He had the light bar on the top of his truck so no one ever really thought twice about him being anywhere. Inside a house was a family who seemed as sweet as any nasty disgusting family could be. He began to tell me about them and then got to the precious little brat. I could see the cock grow in his pants as he went on about her. She was sweetly innocent, and I adored that. We waited till everyone fell asleep. Mommy and Daddy argued and we could see the little runt crying in her room. He felt sympathy for her, wanted to save her, lover her like a man should love something so tiny and decadent. He spoke of her like he talked about his love of fire. Once everyone was down we lept into action. He put something around the house, possibly lint, just under the parents window and on top of their roof.
He them lit it and placed his zippo into his pocked replacing it with his phone. “Hello I would like to report a fire,” he said reporting the address and then removing the sim card tossing it into the already rapidly burning flame. He had informed me the earlier that day he destroyed part of the structure in their attic. He said that way their door and ceiling would collapse over the parents almost instantly trapping them inside. He told me to wait outside, I hummed my own song listening to their screams. I could see the mother’s boiling flesh as she through herself against the window unable to break the glass. He came out with the little girl tossed over his shoulder and placed her in the back of the king cab truck.
We were surrounded by emergency vehicles soon. I stayed in the back with the girl, holding a tank of oxygen to her face like her ordered. The cock ass ran in with the group. They thought he pulled up when the rest of them did. It was actually ingenuous if you ask me. No one knew anything different. The windows on the truck were tinted so dark that you could not see. Not that anyone was looking anyway. Once he was done he got in and we drove back to his place. She was his little present now. I recorded as he began to feel on her, listening to her whimper. He assured her the she would love his pet snake. She did not have an option, he forced fucked her tiny pussy listening to her scream and smiling at her. Telling her thank you as she bled from being torn open. He licked he little cunt blood on his tongue. He had pulled off the perfect kidnapping. Still has her caged up. No sign of release in the future. I can’t wait till she become too old. Then she is mine!
The weekend is upon us and I have a wonderful hunt scheduled. I have two couples in the basement that I abducted last week. I have resisted the urge to play with them, as difficult as that has been. They are shackled, but have been well fed and taken care of and other then living out a couple of rape fantasies over the week they have been well cared for. Tonight several friends are coming over and we are taking our prey out to a large piece of land that we use. We will strip them naked and release them with nothing but their wits into the night. We wait 20 minutes and then sound the horn for the start of the hunt. I will feel that familiar tingle inside when I see the gleam of hope in their eyes. But they won’t get off the land alive. Hunting humans is one of my favorite things to do. the hunt is usually over with in twenty four hours. I hope this time these victims are a bit more resourceful and it lasts at least till Sunday morning. 
